I’ve been really flattered to be asked to do half a dozen or so interviews recently for other websites and publications and one thing that’s pretty standard in pieces of this sort seems to be questions on where one finds inspiration. I find that whatever other factors I mention, London is always the one I settle on most firmly, sometimes it’s cafes or what people are wearing on the tube, but always present at the top of mind when I’m thinking about this is the architecture. We are so lucky in this city to have such a diverse cultural range of architectural styles. There are no grand boulevards of the nineteenth century like Paris here (though I feel slightly uneasy that the property market is beginning to socially cleanse the inner city population along the same lines of Paris 150 years ago).
What a cold and dark start this month has been, I’ve got lots to keep my mind occupied this month but still these dark cold days are starting to grind. So, as the Christmas lights have faded all around, I thought January the perfect time for appreciating pops of neon. Today’s aperture includes some of my favourite punches of neon (and even a carousel) to lift us out of the doldrums. First up is this very cool gas station in Shoreditch (above) spotted on my London wanderings, perfect seventies fun flair, enjoy. What are you doing to beat the January blues?
Happy New Year people, hope you all had good ones, I’m easing myself into 2017 with a gentle post today on our recent day trip to Polesden Lacey, near Dorking. This is exactly my kind of daytrip, a place with nature and a house that reminds me of the countless interwar novels I’ve read, with an interior I could feel at home in and all coinciding on one of those days we’ve had recently where the outdoors is engulfed in beautiful delicate clouds of ethereal mist. Winding down country roads, with trees above our heads forming arches and silver birches lining borders, all surrounded in enveloping mist, made for the very definition of other-worldliness in my eyes and just what I needed the week before Christmas.
The last post before Christmas! I’m very glad to say no more Christmas posts from me, hurrah, to be honest documenting all this fun has been quite gruelling! So today I’m sharing some totally un-Christmas-y winter scenes from my journeys around London of late. The first image (above) may evoke a few memories for you if you had a London childhood (it certainly did on Instagram). We took Ted to London Zoo for his second birthday (despite the deep November chills) and I spotted this Art Deco penguin pool which I remember vividly from childhood. It’s a bit of an icon so I’m glad it’s preserved.